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I have actually used my own life's experiences and woven them into the material of my stories. I have no doubts, that what I am going to reveal about my life and myself will shock some and might even push away others who may have been my fans. I make definitely no apologies for my life, way of life or my actions in life to date. I will discuss the words prostitute and prostitution and clear that away as rapidly as possible. It should arrange the chaff from the corn, and those who do not want to read any even more might leave the space now. For those of you who are still interested well ... Prostitutes or hookers come from many different backgrounds, some do it to feed a drug routine ... others because they have a requirement for cash, and the list goes on and on. Some are extremely well informed and come from more wealthy homes ... all I'm saying is there is no one mould that makes a prostitute ... it is said to be the worlds oldest profession.

I was a full-bodied really na´ve teenager, full of raving hormonal agents, who understood she liked sex and who only desired to go out and have fun and live wild, sex and enjoyable were the primary requirements. Being sensible and practical wasn't part of me at the time, plus having a good friend like Linda didn't help, however rather encouraged me to be even wilder. I had a good family. Father a sea captain, who was away most of the time, visiting distant nations. Mother was an starlet; appeared on stage in repertory theatres and showed some widely known stars ... I must state she was excellent at it. One sibling Sara, looked extremely alike physically and there was no mistaking we were sisters, long blond hair and eyes of blue (same as the tune) however that was as far as it went. She was the practical studious one, constantly understood what she desired in life, studied, went to university and became a lawyer ... took after papa (studious that is) ... she is 5 years older.

Me well I guess I took after mother. I liked men and I liked sex, so did mother, some of her leading men shared her bed when dad was away ... mind there was absolutely nothing to state daddy wasn't doing the exact same thing ... you know sailors and their track record, plus he was good looking. I was very acquainted with ships and sailors when checking out father's ships or taking short sea voyages ... could write a entire chapter on that alone. Here was a young most willing charged up female teen-ager ready, raring to go. Who is introduced to Peter Chang, who simply takes place to be looking for girls who are most prepared, charged up and all set to go ... what a potent dish. Most of the narrates are from my memory of the time and from my journals and photo's, even some remaining leaflets from my escort days and pictures of ships that we checked out that I have kept. They bring back a great deal of memories. Mind with the cash he made from prostitution and other nefarious involvements he could manage it. At the time I was too na´ve and too young to understand all that at the time. My best good friend Linda and I would intentionally dress in the quickest of skirts and briefest of tops, stroll around the malls and walkways understanding that the men, young and old hand their eyes firmly fixed on our ass's.

Some of our more reasonable pals informed us that we were searching for problem and heading for a downfall ... but what did they know, they, after all, were jealous of our possessions and at that age, I knew it all and could look after my self. (So I believed). I was simply the sort of woman that Peter Chang was trying to find, the raw material that he might mould and control and could use in his company ... the prostitution organization. He was a gifted, soft-spoken, well-read and very convincing male. He made the business noise so simple and interesting , even discussing the ethical problems of prostitution slowly encouraging me it was the right thing to do and being young and impressionable I fell right in. Now I was here in Peter Chang's apartment together with my friend Linda, both of them trying to encourage and encourage me to put those properties to excellent use. Linda had actually been a woman of the street in Peter's use for just on a year now. You may state she was following in her sibling's footsteps, who had been a hooker for at least five years. I was both thrilled and terrified at the same time ... they made it sound so simple, so easy. Did I like making love? Yes, I did ... quite so. Was having money to invest in clothes and other individual elegant products essential to me? Well yes, it was, although I did receive the most generous quantities of pocket money from my parents.

You could be totally independent of them Lisa ... your own cash. And anyhow Lisa it's just for a week whilst Jennifer is away sick ... I can't offer you her area any longer, as soon as she returns you'll need to go ... however if I can find you some alternative area I'll do my best for you Peter was utilizing the old reverse psychology. When you can't have something, that's when you desire it more. Again I was too na´ve and too young to understand this is what he was doing to me today, as I grew older I ended up being much better to the techniques of the trade ... especially pimps. What Peter was offering was a piece of pavement in the red light district where I might ply for trade. All I needed to do was stand there, strut, present provocatively and wait to be approached by the person or men plural. They would either troll past in their cars and truck (Kerb crawling) or approach me on foot. If they were looking for a good time and see what the response was, I would ask. From then on it was just a matter of seeing where it lead. If they said yes and asked how much? I would tell them and I was not to work out any of the prices. I think it went something like $10 a hand job, $20 a blowjob and $50 a fuck. This is what they were attempting to convince me to do. Oh, It wouldn't be the very first time I 'd done it for money or presents, I 'd done it several times with Linda, mostly older guys, but this would be my first full-time effort and completely view of the general public. The preconception of prostitute didn't worry me. At the time I saw this as a huge video game, just a bit of fun. I truly wasn't seeing the bigger picture and the effects. Linda assured me that it would be ok, after all, she had actually been doing it for just a year and had really few problems to date and look at Sally, her sister, she had actually been on the game for over 5 years. I did so wish to say yes, but nerves were making me hesitant. We've all had those minutes. Do I?' Should I? Oh I a lot want to however.

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